Chapter 146 Ineffective Duel If only I could control Yan Jue
"How did you recognize me? I thought you would like my brother more."
Yan Jue seemed very happy.
Sang Li breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, their memories had not been erased, which meant that they seemed to still cherish their past relationship.
Of course, aside from the explicit physical contact and harassment, she had no "old feelings" for the two brothers.
Sang Li looked up, grabbed his wrist with her other hand, and tightened her grip with her fingertips: "You're hurting me."
This was a self-defense technique that Lu Jin taught her, but it was pretty useless.
Yan Jue was slightly taken aback, then chuckled softly, the laughter sounding particularly frivolous in the quiet laboratory. "I didn't expect it to be you, you're actually an anomaly."
"Aren't you the same?" Sang Li retorted sharply, "What are you pretending to be so noble for?"
A brief silence.
In the shimmering blue light of the petri dish, his breath drew closer, his gaze sweeping over her face inch by inch.
It's like some kind of sophisticated instrument that makes you feel very comfortable.
“I heard,” Yan Jue said in a low voice, “that you bit my brother.”
A faint chill crept up Sang Li's spine.
As he finished speaking, his fingers tightened, as if trying to force a hint of panic from her expression.
But Sang Li raised an eyebrow slightly, her tone provocative: "Are you jealous?"
She suddenly wondered if there was a mistake in the file.
777 seems to be very emotional, and also quite petty!
Yan Jue was momentarily speechless, then burst out laughing.
Sang Li clicked her tongue, then suddenly exerted force, grabbing his wrist with her other hand, trying to take the opportunity to escape!
The movements were crisp, clean, and powerful.
Yan Jue was taken aback, but no matter how agile the rabbit was, it would only be snatched away by the big bad wolf.
With his other hand, he quickly grabbed her arm and gently pulled her back into his arms.
The moment their bodies collided, they heard Sang Li's faint groan.
"Are you in such a hurry to provoke me because you want me to let you bite me too?" Yan Jue spoke in her ear, his lips almost touching her earlobe.
Sang Li raised her head, her eyes bright: "Stop with the nonsense. If you dare to reach out, I'll bite you. You two brothers, can't I treat you both equally?"
Yan Jue shook his head with some regret, his grip tightening even more, as if teasing a small animal that refused to admit defeat even when facing death: "Sorry, my orders are to capture you alive. And any of your abnormal abilities are ineffective against me. Kissing, that's your abnormal ability, isn't it? It's quite a wonderful ability."
His tone was arrogant, which Sang Li didn't like.
Sang Li stared at him: "So you're that confident? Please, do you think you've got everything just because you've got me?"
Yan Jue's eyes darkened, as if he had remembered something: "Ah, right, are there... others among you?"
It seemed like a casual chat, but the next sentence made Sang Li tremble for a moment.
"I forgot to tell you, the red smoke is the non-toxic one. The truly deadly one is the colorless and odorless one."
He paused deliberately, looking into her eyes, wanting to see terror: "By now, your companions should have been captured by my brother. After all, an anomaly without any special abilities is just trash."
Sang Li's cheek muscles twitched slightly.
Was the intelligence incorrect?
No way.
It has evolved to this extent?
Wouldn't Chi Du and Amber be in great danger right now?
No, two against one, that should be okay, right?
These two grown men can't be that weak, can they?
If it's that weak, it should have been eliminated by nature long ago.
Yan Jue bent down and forcibly pulled her hand away from her struggling position.
His fingertips gripped her slender wrist, the warmth of his palm seeping into her skin little by little.
He lowered his head, his lips lightly brushing against her pulse.
That sensitive skin instantly trembled and turned a watery red.
*Smack*
Yan Jue placed a kiss on her wrist, slowly and gently, feeling the vibrant tremor of her pulse.
“You’re so beautiful,” Yan Jue said in a hoarse voice, brimming with excitement, “If only I could control you.”
Sang Li: "..."
Sang Li asked coldly, "What?"
Yan Jue: "Weren't you very enthusiastic before? What are you pretending for now?"
Sang Li: "I don't like proactive people; they're a bit beneath me."
Although I always take the initiative.
They quite liked it too.
Oh well, let's just treat it as a bit of fun.
Yan Jue lowered his head slightly: "What are you thinking about? How can you be so distracted at a time like this?"
He was still smug: "Are you still thinking that my brother is going to take on two or three people at once? Do you know how many people are guarding this place? It's not like this place is empty."
Sang Li's expression remained unchanged as she lowered her eyes, deep in thought.
Indeed, Yan Jue was not lying.
They are facing more than just 777 and Qian Rujun, a few simple people.
But I'm not one to be trifled with either, am I?
When she looked up again, Sang Li smiled at Yan Jue, a charming smile, like a female companion at a ball, gazing lovingly at her lover.
"So what?" There was an undisguised sarcasm in her voice. "You make it sound like I should be afraid."
Yan Jue narrowed his eyes, staring intently at her, as if trying to see through her forced composure.
But in fact, he couldn't see the slightest fear in Sang Li.
On the contrary, she looked more attractive.
Every word was provocative, as if deliberately grinding against his wounds.
Yan Jue chuckled, but pressed his fingertips harder on her pulse: "Little thing, you really don't know what's good for you."
“At least it’s more interesting than your brother.” Sang Li raised an eyebrow, showing no sign of backing down.
Yan Jue seemed to have finally found some fun, his eyes gleaming with the cunning of a fox.
"I love your stubbornness."
The next moment, he raised his hand and grabbed Sang Li's chin, forcing her to look directly at him.
“Listen.” He moved closer to her.
Sang Li held her breath.
Sure enough, from the darkness came the sound of footsteps approaching, heavy and dense, spreading down from upstairs, as if an unseen army was closing in.
Yan Jue curled her lips into a smile, her expression full of feigned regret.
"What do you suggest we do?"
His words were like a judgment, provocative and mocking.
Yan Jue's fingers slowly caressed her cheeks, tracing her face inch by inch from her cheekbone to her chin, as if trying to leave his own mark.
“If I’m in a better mood,” he coaxed in a low voice, “maybe I’ll take you to them. If they get caught by BEAM, they’ll be cut into small pieces and put into experimental equipment.”
Sure enough, Sang Li's breathing became rapid, her chest rose and fell slightly, and for the first time, a look of panic appeared in her eyes.
Yan Jue was very satisfied.
However, he didn't realize that it was Sang Li pretending.
Sang Li really didn't want to deal with Yan Jue's words, so she simply made a face that satisfied him and took the opportunity to think.
The thought leaped up like a flame.
If one of these brothers could be controlled, as a symbiotic entity, it would inevitably influence the other.
If she can control just one of them, she can break this deadlock.
In this way, Yanxi was also brought under control.
Killing two birds with one stone.
Unfortunately, her extraordinary abilities completely failed on Yan Jue.
What else can she do?
My thoughts raced, and all possible solutions flashed through my mind.
In that instant, Yan Jue suddenly leaned down, his arm sweeping across her waist.
His breath suddenly drew close: "Now, I need you to please me, and then I'll take you to them."
His hands gripped her waist tightly, the heat radiating through her clothes, as if he wanted to completely imprison her in his domain and merge her into his very being.
Sang Li did not resist, but followed his force to get closer, as if she was forced to comply, as if she was actively moving closer.
She moved her fingertips slightly, as if unintentionally brushing against his collar, but her mind was clearly calculating every possibility.
He Chen once said that the biochip removed from her body was originally intended for monitoring and control. Only after it was removed was she able to escape BEAM's pursuit.
Could Yan Jue also have something similar in his body?
When this thought flashed through her mind, Sang Li's eyes darkened slightly.
If this is true, the chip was made from biological samples extracted from other anomalous entities, which means that he also retains the anomalous abilities of other anomalous entities to some extent.
If you can't control the 777, can't you at least control the chip?
Regardless of whether the abnormal entity has thoughts or personal will, it can be attracted and controlled by her, right?
Sang Li suddenly became excited and instinctively hugged Yan Jue with both hands. Their breaths and pulses mingled, like a couple deeply in love.
Yan Jue asked curiously, "What are you thinking about?"
Sang Li's hand moved from his waist down to his back: "Of course I'm thinking about where you're best suited."
Her voice was as soft as silk, but Yan Jue could hear the untamed sharpness within it.
"Really? Then where do you think it is?"
"I haven't decided yet."
Sang Li's hands encircled his neck, her fingertips warm, and slowly moved closer to the side of his neck.
Her movements were gentle, as if she were lost in ambiguity.
Are there any chips here?
Where will the chip be?
It shouldn't be here; there's no response.
Sang Li's hands quietly slid down his neck, reaching along his shoulder blades to his back.
She closed her eyes, focused her attention, and brought all her senses to their limits.
Breathing was suppressed in my chest, my heartbeat was steady, like a pool of icy water rippling in the darkness.
Yan Jue thought Sang Li had admitted defeat and was apologizing to him, so he was in a good mood: "Be good, or I won't show any mercy."
"Of course I'm very well-behaved, of course."
Yan Jue was very satisfied, looking at her glistening lips and her dark eyes as deep as the night, as if they wanted to swallow her entire world.
Closer, closer still.
Sudden.
Yan Jue seemed to smell a fragrance.
Like a warm breeze in the night.
It's very sweet.
Is it from Sang Li?
She's like a lovely cake.
Is this her unusual ability?
Although it's useless, it's really good for flirting.
However, just as Yan Jue slowly pressed down, a sharp pain exploded in his mind, like a cold needle piercing his forehead, as if his whole head was being torn apart!
What's going on?!
Aaaaaaah!
Yan Jue's brows furrowed sharply, his lips trembled slightly, and his breath hitched!
He heard Sang Li say with a hint of regret, "Ah, it worked."
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